from Embers by Brendan Sullivan
The hunt could be as rewarding as the prey itself, but when hunger turns primal strategy changes. There is no time for toying with the potential victim – no desire on my part to plant seductive thoughts, or tender nightmares in the mind of the meal to be. There is just a need to capture it and drain it dry, to annihilate the prey.
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